The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and the soldiers squatting in the school grounds still didn't sound after a long time. Bruwei didn't know what David Mo was thinking, but he felt a little happy when he saw this scene. Because in his opinion, this was a manifestation of everyone's surrender.

Bruvier likes this feeling. He thought David Mo also likes this feeling, but he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

The idea that Dad Mo instilled in Mo David since childhood was that everyone is equal and all living beings are the same. Therefore, he never expected others to admire him, nor did he think about making others surrender.

Just when he was at a loss, a figure suddenly stood up in the crowd. The man lowered his head and his voice was a little vague.

"Sir... the little one... the little one doesn't want to continue staying in the city management army..."

The people around wanted to turn their heads and see which brave soldier was, but due to Mo David's elusive golden longbow, everyone had to continue to squat in place with their heads in their arms.

The man saw that David Mo didn't reply for a moment, and suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud and begged: "Damn it small! Damn it small!"

Then his tears rolled down, his voice getting louder and louder, and he whimpered as if he was giving up on himself: "But... I really don't want to die... I really don't want to die..."

Hearing his wail, many people couldn't help but think: "How can you take what the officials say seriously? You kid are really stupid and naive!"

Fucom was delighted and secretly excited: Isn’t this the time for me to make meritorious contributions? Just as I was about to bring someone to carry a knife to kill the man on the spot, I suddenly saw David Mo walking down the stage, walking towards the soldier in diameter, helping him up with his own hands, patting him on the shoulder and saying, “Good man! This is a good man!”

He pulled his arm to the other side of the schoolyard and shouted to everyone: "It is human nature to be afraid of death. This brother is right! Instead, he dares to say that he is afraid of death. This is the real hero!"

Everyone squatting on the school ground was frightened, and some even suspected that they had heard the wrong ears. Fucom, Zuokeli, and Bruvi were all surprised. They couldn't believe that David Mo had no slight anger, but instead praised the soldier who left!

With the encouragement of David Mo, several people stood up and followed David Mo's instructions, all of them stood in another range he stipulated.

"All brothers who want to leave, keep your weapons. If you don't become a city management army in the future, I hope everyone can have a stable life."

His face was still as gentle as the spring breeze, and he gave appropriate encouragement and comfort to those who stood up and decided to leave.

A pair of waist knives were thrown to the place where Mo David's fingers, and more and more people walked out of the queue. More and more people were, and they began to vaguely equal the number of people on the other side.

Bruvi's face became increasingly ugly. He didn't expect that so many people would not want to stay in the city management army.

David Mo thought the opposite of his, because the more people left, the less financial pressure in the future. Then he ordered the knife and axe driver who were ambushing the gate to come over and let all the soldiers who stayed in the city management camp make a choice.

The last person left was more than a thousand people. The designated area of ​​David Mo began to appear a little crowded. However, due to David Mo's power, he did not give any instructions, and everyone did not dare to leave the circle without authorization.

After half an hour, no one stood up again. David Mo lingered back and forth for two steps, shouting to those who were still squatting on the ground: "Are you sure you will continue to stay here in the future?!"

Seeing that no one answered, he continued to shout: "There will be no more leisurely days here. What awaits you will be a strict training similar to the Royal Imperial Guard! There will be no chance to oppress the people!"

Finally, a few people came out one after another. David Mo nodded to them and continued to shout: "I will re-establish new rules! If someone violates my military rules, he will be the same as today, killing him without any hesitation!"

He stared at those who had not yet stood up and left, his expression seemed to be a little impatient, and almost shouted: "I'll give you thirty seconds to consider in the end! If you don't choose to leave, the military law of the Hou Hou is ruthless, and there will be no chance of regret again!"

He took out a pocket watch from his arms, started to count coldly and said: "One, two, three..."

Bruwei was secretly anxious, seeing that there were only three or four hundred people left on the entire school ground. If anyone still chose to leave, I am afraid that the Nancheng Urban Management Army would be dead in name only!

After David Mo reported the numbers, some people finally couldn't withstand the pressure and chose to leave the city management army.

Time ticked, and finally David Mo's last call: "Thirty!"

He looked at the only two or three hundred remaining people on the school ground, turned around and looked at the more than a thousand people standing behind him, nodded slightly, and shouted to those who were still squatting: "All up! Get up! Get ready to line up!"

Fucom and Zuo Keli looked at each other and joined the queue. Although they were a little hesitant just now, they finally chose to stay.

At this time, Bruwei also walked down from the dock stage. Looking at the soldiers gathered, his eyes flashed slightly, he quickly walked to David Mo and whispered: "Sir, must not do this! There are still a few people left. Isn't the Nancheng Urban Management Army aborted!"

David Mo shook his head and said to him: "The city management army has become rotten to the core. Only in this way can we truly recast the iron army."

After saying that, he ignored Bruvier, looked at the soldiers who had been arranged in four rows, and shouted to them: "Report the number!"

A total of 317 soldiers decided to stay, two of whom had the official medals, were all 8th-rank captains. As for the others, some were officers of no rank, just like Fukome and Zuokeli, but more were ordinary soldiers who were not even officers.

David Mo seemed to have forgotten the soldiers he put in the circle and continued to start teaching the soldiers who were left behind.

"Everyone fights!"

For a moment, the green fighting spirit shone on the audience. Most of the soldiers of the city management army in Yanjing were composed of apprentices at level 5. The officers' fighting spirit may be at level 5, but one thing can be confirmed, that is, there are few bronze levels.

The bronze level two-level officer like the eighth-rank officer just now can serve as the captain, so he once suspected Bruvier's identity. Logically speaking, a bronze level one-level warrior should no longer be a temporary worker.

However, since Bruvier was unwilling to say it, he certainly did not continue to ask. It is normal that there are some secrets that cannot be said between people.

What surprised him was that Fukum and Zuokeli, their cultivation was ranked third and fourth.

The remaining two eighth-rank officers had the highest cultivation level, both of which were bronze level one. David Mo slightly glanced at their waist cards and shouted to them: "Puliyu, Nananke, Fucom, Zuokeli! You four are out of the line!"

The four of them stepped out of the team at the same time. David Mo nodded and smiled faintly: "You four are the people with the highest cultivation level in our army. I will appoint you four as captains!"

Then he divided the remaining 313 soldiers into six brigades according to their cultivation level. He managed two brigades with a total of 113. The remaining four teams were fifty people in each team, led by the four of them.

Then, according to the cultivation level of each brigade, each brigade appoints two deputy captains.

After dividing all the teams, they arranged them neatly into six square formations. David Mo stood in front, and a silver light flashed, and he had a nine-foot spear in his hand.

"Dear brothers who are about to leave! There is nothing to give to you. I have to give you a ride in the end!" Mo David looked at the soldiers who were forbidden by him, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

When the Liuyun Art was used, he rushed into the group of slaughtered lambs without any weapons. After he rushed out, the two brigades behind him were undoubtedly him, and they also drew out long swords and followed closely behind.

When the other four captains saw him give orders, they hesitated, but they still bit the bullet and pulled out the long sword and followed David Mo to break into the group of rebels.

There were many soldiers who were banned from the circle and wondering how to report David Mo after he went out. He was watching the clown rectify the new army in a cold manner, but he didn't expect that he suddenly broke into the crowd.

Many people were unwilling to surrender and quickly shouted: "This Mo David didn't have any good intentions at all! Brothers, we fight with them!"

Many people heard this call and used their fighting spirit to try their last fight with David Mo.

However, despair began to appear in their eyes, because a layer of golden light appeared on David Mo's body. No one expected that this young commander would actually be a super strong man of gold level!

The crowd, who had already been a little brave, immediately stopped. A large crowd fell to the ground and wailed loudly: "Sir, please spare me! The young guys are wrong!"

After the cries, there were bursts of cold light flashing. Without the order of David Mo, none of the remaining more than 300 people dared to stop the massacre.

Bruwei was secretly shocked from the side. He didn't expect that David Mo was not ready to let these people go. What made him even more incredible was that this young Shangguan actually had a level one golden cultivation! After hesitating for a moment, he also joined the battle with a long sword.

Three hundred people slaughtered more than a thousand people. In just over a dozen minutes, there was no other survivor except for the soldiers who voluntarily left behind.

The Long Yin Gun trembled slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the cultivation of these useless people. David Mo thought to take back the Long Yin Gun, and then ordered the four captains: "Cleaning up here, burn all the corpses!"

The four of them looked at Mo David, who was shining with golden light, and suddenly knelt down at the same time: "I am willing to die for the commander!"

When Bruvier saw the four of them kneeling on the ground, he actually knelt down with him and shouted, "I am willing to die for the commander!"

Then the soldiers around him knelt down, and no one dared to look up at the golden level Mo David, and shouted like a tsunami: "I hope to die for the commander!"

Because of the long tradition of the Holy Empire's awe of the strong, the figure of the golden David Mo in their hearts became tall and majestic in an instant!

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Chapter completed!